My Disciples Are All Villains

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Outside the great hall.

Duanmu Sheng seemed to have transformed into another person after sprouting a leaf.
His Primal Qi was overbearing and his movements were violent and harsh.
Despite that, his mind was keen.
He always managed to evade the two Dark Knights’ attacks before they landed on him.

The trio’s battle was truly intense.
Even the limestone flooring of the plaza outside the great hall was completely ruined.
However, this was not the time to be concerned about such things.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and calmly observed the battle.
The trio was firmly locked in battle.
After a while, he said in a deep voice, “Too slow.” His voice that had been suffused with Primal Qi traveled to Duanmu Sheng’s ears.

Duanmu Sheng understood his master’s meaning.
As he moved, his speed greatly increased suddenly.
At this moment, the Overlord Spear he was wielding could no longer be seen.
Afterimages could be seen everywhere.

The two Dark Knights were slightly taken aback.
After the drawn-out battle, it would be difficult for them to maintain their speed and strength.
However, not only did Duanmu Sheng maintain his speed and strength, but it seemed as though they had increased as well!

‘What a monster!’

Lu Zhou pointed at the ongoing fight and said, “Leng Luo, not only did you overestimate yourself, but you truly underestimated the Evil Sky Pavilion as well.”

It was obvious that Duanmu Sheng was fast gaining the upper hand.

The two Dark Knights suddenly felt the pressure on them increasing dramatically as thousands of afterimages from the spear shot toward them.
The attacks seemed to be unaffected by their energies and the protection from their avatars.

If the Overlord Spear’s full potential was unleashed, it could even break avatars.

The two Dark Knights began to buckle under the pressure as they retreated with their avatars.

“Impossible!” How could a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator who had just sprouted a leaf pressure a Two-leaf and Three-leaf Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator at the same time!

When Duanmu Sheng leaped up, Lu Zhou said to him, “When are you going to use your strongest technique if not now?”

The strongest technique of a cultivation method was called a grand technique.
A grand technique would drain much of one’s Primal Qi.
Therefore, cultivators would not recklessly cast their grand techniques.

However, Duanmu Sheng seemed like a machine that was filled with unlimited Primal Qi.
He did not show any signs of slowing down at all.
After listening to his master’s words, he was filled with confidence.
He brandished his Overlord Spear as he remembered Lu Zhou’s demonstration of a grand technique.
The spear and the sword were just a means to the same end.
He cried out, “Imperfect Divine Intervention!”

In just an instant, countless spear shadows appeared and descended.

“Retreat!” The two Dark Knights fell back swiftly.
Unfortunately, it was too late.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two Dark Knights’ protective energies were breached by the Overlord Spear.
At the same time, the spear’s shadows thrust at them from left and right.
With two quick jabs, they were sent flying!

Crash!

The two Dark Knights landed on the damaged limestone floor with a crash.
Blood flowed out of the wounds on their shoulders.
As they pressed their hands to their shoulders to staunch the bleeding, they looked at Duanmu Sheng in fear.
They had been overwhelmingly defeated.
There was no backhanded scheme or sneak attack.
Duanmu Sheng had defeated them fairly.

Lu Zhou’s expression was calm.
He stroked his beard and nodded.

With the victory, Duanmu Sheng’s confidence rose to the sky.
He was ecstatic! He fell to one knee and cupped his hands together before he said, “Thank you for the instructions, master! I’m glad I didn’t fail you and managed to defeat these two!” He pointed at Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong with his Overlord Spear, worried they would escape under his nose.

Fan Xiuwen gripped the bars of the cage.
His eyes were filled with incredulity.

“There’s one more…” Lu Zhou said coldly.

Fan Xiuwen gulped.
His initial confidence and bravado had been whittled away by the continuous blows.

“This subordinate is useless!”

“This subordinate is useless!”

Yue Zhong and Duan Yanhong cried out in unison, looking ashamed.

Upon hearing this, Little Yuan’er spoke up, “There’s no need to call yourself useless.
Since you’re defeated by my master, you can brag about it in the future!”

Duanmu Sheng scratched his head.
‘Wasn’t I the one who defeated them?’